Versuri - l - Lawrence Arms - Sixteen Hours

			
			
so, i think i know what I'll be doing today.
passing thoughts of exercise while i laugh in the
face of good health. stakes get raised, harder to
wake every day. embarrassment fuels redemption,
the solution is the same. sucking hard on the
death, suck life out of me. water insides with
dehydrants. a black lung an ignition key another
night accelerates to stop and stay the same
another sixteen hours down the drain waking up,
coughing up hardened throats and blackened lungs.
it's easy to stop stopping any time you want.
growing pains from growing old. fingertips burn
from the cold. blood and oxygen another evening
killing friends. will i wake up tomorrow? will it
be another replay of today? (and what did you
expect?) down the drain and out the door ... when
too much begs for more ...